"Here we are," Leo said, pointing to a large iron door. " Paige
and her baby are in there."
" Great, Leo, but what about that demon right there?" Phoebe pointed to a green Belthazor-like demon. "We can't vanquish him without the Power of Three."
" Let's worry about that later, shall we?" Piper offered. " We need a disguise or something." Two priests walked down the dark corridor. Phoebe and Piper shared a grin. With one flip of her fingers, Piper froze the demons. Phoebe grabbed their robes and Piper blew them up.
" Don't they ever wash these?" Phoebe wondered as she slipped on a very smelly robe. Piper rolled her eyes as she pulled up her hood. They walked over to the demon. " We're here for the baptizing," Piper said in a horribly fake deep voice.
The demon nodded and opened the door. Inside stood the Incubus by Paige's bedside. Paige cradled her baby so gently it made Phoebe want to say, " Awww." The Incubus looked over to Piper and Phoebe. " We've been waiting forever. We have to baptize Mirza before the Charmed Ones get here."
" Too late," Phoebe said, flipping back her hood. The Incubus began to
congregate fire in his hand but Piper froze him. The sisters hurried to Paige's bedside. "Get away from me!" she shrieked. Little Mirza began to cry. " Shh, shh," Paige cradled her baby. " Don't be afraid."
" Paige," Piper began slowly, " you are not a demon. You are a witch, our sister, and you have to come back with us before you're evil forever."
" I am not Paige," the woman stated as she embraced her baby.
Piper and Phoebe exchanged a look. Suddenly Phoebe had an idea. She grabbed Paige's wrist. Piper tried to stop them. Phoebe's ideas hadn't been working so well lately.
" Phoebe…" Piper said before she could do something stupid.
" People misled, truth unseen. Reveal the memories that have been." A flood of memories flowed between Phoebe and Paige's minds: the sisters at Prue's funeral, Paige and her sisters vanquishing the Source, Paige orbing for the first time, talking with Piper at her office, laughing with Phoebe.
Piper watched Paige's hair turn black, her teeth normal-sized, her eyes brown again. She shook her head as if waking up suddenly from a period of deep sleep. "Whoa, what-Uh-?" Paige looked down at the tiny baby sleeping in her arms. She smiled. " Is she mine?"
Phoebe nodded. Piper turned back to the demon. " Now," she declared,
"we have a demon to vanquish." She pulled a piece of paper from her pocket. The girl huddled near Paige. They began to read, " 'By the forces of Heaven and Hell, Draw to us this man fell. Rend from his final desire that he may perish as a moth to fire.'" The Incubus began to tremble and smoke, until he burst into flames.
Leo orbed in, looking curiously at the smoldering ash on the floor. He turned to Paige. " Let me help you," he offered. Paige nodded, still looking down at her tiny baby. Leo grabbed all three sisters' shoulders and orbed them to the manor.
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Phoebe poured Piper a cup of coffee. Piper gazed off into the distance. "What do you think Paige is going to do?"
" I don't know," Piper replied. " She's the first to, you know, go back to normal again."
" I thought the baby would turn into smoke or something," Phoebe admitted.
" No, the baby's not evil-yet," Piper reminded her. " But it is half-witch and half-demon."
Up in her room, Paige rocked her little baby slowly, thinking. Just a few days ago, she'd been pregnant. She thought was she was pregnant with a demon baby, but it turned out her child was half-witch, too. Plus one-fourth Whitelighter, Paige thought. Her child was a unique blend of the magic world.
While she'd been pregnant, she'd also been pondering if she wanted to be a mom. Do I? thought Paige. She smiled at the giggling baby girl. Her tiny hands flailed, trying to play with Paige's earrings. I do want to keep her, Paige realized.
What about demons? she thought. Or warlocks? What if I can't protect her? Plus her powers. What kind of demon powers could she have?
" Hi, sweetie," Phoebe said with a grin when Paige came downstairs with her daughter. " Can I hold her?" Paige nodded and passed her over.
" What-" Piper began, but Paige shook her head.
" I'm not going to keep her," Paige told her sisters. " Being in Social Services will help me find her a good family."
" Actually, I was going to ask what you were going to name her," Piper replied.
" Oh. I've always liked the name Philomela. I figured the letter P would be appropriate," Paige explained. Phoebe passed the baby back to Piper. " I'm going to make a power binding potion."
" I'll do it. You should spend time with your little girl," Piper offered, handing Philomela back to Paige. Piper grabbed the ingredients for the potion and got to work.
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" This is it," Paige told Philomela outside of social services. " I found you a great family who will love you. You'll be safe…and happy…" Paige blinked her tears away. " If you never need anything, just…I don't know."
Philomela began to cry. " Oh, don't look at me like that," Paige warned, rocking her daughter. " It'll be OK. It'll all be OK." She carried her daughter into the building. Half an hour later, Paige stepped out of the building, her arms empty. She leaned against the wall and began to cry.
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I have an idea for a sequel, where Philomela the teen meets up with Paige, but I won't put it up if no one will read it. Do you want one?
" Great, Leo, but what about that demon right there?" Phoebe pointed to a green Belthazor-like demon. "We can't vanquish him without the Power of Three."
" Let's worry about that later, shall we?" Piper offered. " We need a disguise or something." Two priests walked down the dark corridor. Phoebe and Piper shared a grin. With one flip of her fingers, Piper froze the demons. Phoebe grabbed their robes and Piper blew them up.
" Don't they ever wash these?" Phoebe wondered as she slipped on a very smelly robe. Piper rolled her eyes as she pulled up her hood. They walked over to the demon. " We're here for the baptizing," Piper said in a horribly fake deep voice.
The demon nodded and opened the door. Inside stood the Incubus by Paige's bedside. Paige cradled her baby so gently it made Phoebe want to say, " Awww." The Incubus looked over to Piper and Phoebe. " We've been waiting forever. We have to baptize Mirza before the Charmed Ones get here."
" Too late," Phoebe said, flipping back her hood. The Incubus began to
congregate fire in his hand but Piper froze him. The sisters hurried to Paige's bedside. "Get away from me!" she shrieked. Little Mirza began to cry. " Shh, shh," Paige cradled her baby. " Don't be afraid."
" Paige," Piper began slowly, " you are not a demon. You are a witch, our sister, and you have to come back with us before you're evil forever."
" I am not Paige," the woman stated as she embraced her baby.
Piper and Phoebe exchanged a look. Suddenly Phoebe had an idea. She grabbed Paige's wrist. Piper tried to stop them. Phoebe's ideas hadn't been working so well lately.
" Phoebe…" Piper said before she could do something stupid.
" People misled, truth unseen. Reveal the memories that have been." A flood of memories flowed between Phoebe and Paige's minds: the sisters at Prue's funeral, Paige and her sisters vanquishing the Source, Paige orbing for the first time, talking with Piper at her office, laughing with Phoebe.
Piper watched Paige's hair turn black, her teeth normal-sized, her eyes brown again. She shook her head as if waking up suddenly from a period of deep sleep. "Whoa, what-Uh-?" Paige looked down at the tiny baby sleeping in her arms. She smiled. " Is she mine?"
Phoebe nodded. Piper turned back to the demon. " Now," she declared,
"we have a demon to vanquish." She pulled a piece of paper from her pocket. The girl huddled near Paige. They began to read, " 'By the forces of Heaven and Hell, Draw to us this man fell. Rend from his final desire that he may perish as a moth to fire.'" The Incubus began to tremble and smoke, until he burst into flames.
Leo orbed in, looking curiously at the smoldering ash on the floor. He turned to Paige. " Let me help you," he offered. Paige nodded, still looking down at her tiny baby. Leo grabbed all three sisters' shoulders and orbed them to the manor.
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Phoebe poured Piper a cup of coffee. Piper gazed off into the distance. "What do you think Paige is going to do?"
" I don't know," Piper replied. " She's the first to, you know, go back to normal again."
" I thought the baby would turn into smoke or something," Phoebe admitted.
" No, the baby's not evil-yet," Piper reminded her. " But it is half-witch and half-demon."
Up in her room, Paige rocked her little baby slowly, thinking. Just a few days ago, she'd been pregnant. She thought was she was pregnant with a demon baby, but it turned out her child was half-witch, too. Plus one-fourth Whitelighter, Paige thought. Her child was a unique blend of the magic world.
While she'd been pregnant, she'd also been pondering if she wanted to be a mom. Do I? thought Paige. She smiled at the giggling baby girl. Her tiny hands flailed, trying to play with Paige's earrings. I do want to keep her, Paige realized.
What about demons? she thought. Or warlocks? What if I can't protect her? Plus her powers. What kind of demon powers could she have?
" Hi, sweetie," Phoebe said with a grin when Paige came downstairs with her daughter. " Can I hold her?" Paige nodded and passed her over.
" What-" Piper began, but Paige shook her head.
" I'm not going to keep her," Paige told her sisters. " Being in Social Services will help me find her a good family."
" Actually, I was going to ask what you were going to name her," Piper replied.
" Oh. I've always liked the name Philomela. I figured the letter P would be appropriate," Paige explained. Phoebe passed the baby back to Piper. " I'm going to make a power binding potion."
" I'll do it. You should spend time with your little girl," Piper offered, handing Philomela back to Paige. Piper grabbed the ingredients for the potion and got to work.
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" This is it," Paige told Philomela outside of social services. " I found you a great family who will love you. You'll be safe…and happy…" Paige blinked her tears away. " If you never need anything, just…I don't know."
Philomela began to cry. " Oh, don't look at me like that," Paige warned, rocking her daughter. " It'll be OK. It'll all be OK." She carried her daughter into the building. Half an hour later, Paige stepped out of the building, her arms empty. She leaned against the wall and began to cry.
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I have an idea for a sequel, where Philomela the teen meets up with Paige, but I won't put it up if no one will read it. Do you want one?